Archive for the ‘Glad I Learned About This’ Category

How Not To Use Powerpoint

Wednesday, June 6th, 2007

Nobody ever reads this blog, so the saying goes.

If you do read the blog, you probably don’t work anyplace I work.

And if perchance you do…and you’re about to pass word up the chain-of-command “don’t promote that Morgan Freeberg guy whatever you do, because he’s got a weird-ass blog”…before you make that phone call can I ask one favor? Pretty please?

Watch this.

Oh Lord, we’ve got a few people who need to watch it rather desperately.

Friends and Family II

Monday, May 28th, 2007

Received this by e-mail from a friend/family member type guy…too good to ignore.

My New Red Cadillac

I bought a red new 2007 Cadillac and returned to the dealer the next day complaining that I couldn’t figure out how the radio worked.

The salesman explained that the radio was voice activated. “Watch this!”

He said, “Nelson”! The Radio replied, “Ricky or Willie?” “Willie”, he continued, and “On The Road Again” came from the speakers. Then he said, “Ray Charles”, and in an instant “Georgia On My Mind” replaced Willie Nelson. I drove away happy, and for the next few days, every time I’d say, “Beethoven,” I’d get beautiful Classical music, and if I said, “Beatles,” I’d get one of their awesome songs.

Yesterday, a couple ran a red light, and nearly creamed my beautiful new car, but I swerved in time to avoid them. I yelled, “Assholes!”. Immediately the French National Anthem began to play, sung by Jane Fonda and Barbara Streisand, backed up by Michael Moore and The Dixie Chicks, with John Kerry on guitar, Al Gore on drums, Dan Rather on harmonica, Nancy Pelosi on tambourine, Harry Reid on spoons, Bill Clinton on sax and, Ted Kennedy on scotch.

Damn, I love this car!

Jokes That’ll Get You Arrested

Monday, May 28th, 2007

Too funny.

Just click.

Still laughing.

Disclaimer: Some folks won’t find it funny. Some folks have reasons not to find it funny…I can respect that. That’s what makes the world so cool. Lots of different kinds of people living in it. Deal.

Best Sentence XII

Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007

I have no idea what this blog is all about, but I’m going to go ahead and bestow upon it the twelfth Best Sentence I’ve Read Lately award. Careful, some images .

If only my toilet offered frequent flyer points.

Memo For File XLII

Monday, May 21st, 2007

SimpsonI was given cause to think about that funny essay about the discovery of beer leading to the splitting-up between liberals and conservatives. What made me think of it was the story from out in Madison about a laundromat that serves beer. Yeeeeaahhh…

Now, here is where beer becomes a fascinating staple, carrying sociopolitical overtones far more important than those involved in simple tasty mildly-alcoholic carbonated beverages. Beer is a lodestar. We got some people running around, shooting their mouths off, voting and whatnot — who HATE MEN. They don’t admit this on a word-for-word basis. That is what makes the man-haters so dangerous. What you have to do, is listen to them recite the list of things that earn their disapproval, and then sift through all these things trying to find a common theme. And the common theme will be masculinity.

He isn’t in touch with his feelings. That soldier shot those insurgents when I don’t think he had to. He needs to have a gun in his house to make himself feel all big. He’s a redneck. He watches NASCAR. He drinks beer. He goes to Hooters and stares at waitresses in skimpy clothes. His car has a big engine. He eats red meat. He’s a cowboy. He, he, he.

The beer thing usually comes first. Where the vegan man-bashing hardcore feminists take over, the first thing they expunge is the beer. Therefore…where you find beer, overall you tend to find friendly people. I mean, generally speaking. In fact, where there is beer, it’s not too unusual for you to find other people who just want to escape the negativity.

So yeah, this looks like my kind of laundromat. Pretty cool.

On the subject of people telling you what to do and what not to do. Fascinating article in The View From 1776 about Misguided Christians and Liberals.

Some individual Christians, within Evangelicalism and within Catholicism, believe that society should be channeled into “correct” behavioral patterns by political edict.

Pope Benedict confronted this materialistic doctrine in his recent journey to Brazil. Variously known as liberation theology or the social gospel, the belief that the political state has the capacity, as well as the duty, to compel its citizens to follow certain ways of thinking and behavior, is not Christianity, but socialism.

I’ve been noticing this for awhile. With all the yelling going on, the notion of a divide between “conservatives” and “liberals” has been sprouting problems like zits on a teenager’s face. Conservatives…don’t want to “conserve.” You have cheapasses like me who drive little cars because we don’t like to pay for things we aren’t using. My ass is only so big, it doesn’t need a Lincoln Navigator. I’m not doing it for the public good, I’m doing it because I like to pay $30 to fill up my car instead of $50 or $60. That isn’t really conserving, that’s being cheap. When you talk about “conservatives,” most of them are like me. We skimp. That’s as close as we get to conserving anything.

Nor are our liberals liberating. Quite the opposite. They’re more about telling other people who they should respect, how they should live, what they should do, who should be fought, how intensely. Now if you come up with someone you know is up to no good, like Saddam Hussein, or some low-life thug who broke into your house to steal your…well, your beer…this is when liberals take on their live-and-let-live stuff. Ooh, maybe he was hungry. Saddam was not a threat to us. Sovereign nation, blah blah blah. The rest of us, who are at least making an attempt to play by the rules…there’s a mile-long laundry list of rules for us, courtesy of our liberals. In sum, liberals like to tell people what to do, provided those people have demonstrated the capacity and will to obey. All others can do as they please. Liberals like to decree things without conflict. What they want is a kingdom to rule without fighting to conquer it or to hold it.

This essay is very interesting, I find, because it shows how errant Christians end up in bed with secular liberals, fighting for a common cause without realizing they’re doing it. I would boil it down further by taking everyone who is making noise right now, about whatever…and splitting them up into four groups. Four groups of people who would, in turn, sign on to…

– We were put here by a Higher Power. If you do not follow certain rules, you negate the purpose that Higher Power had in mind for you when He put you here, and therefore contradict your very existence, so listen to me.
– We were put here by a Higher Power. If you tell me what to do, you negate the purpose that Higher Power had in mind for you when He put you — and me — here. I am fulfilling His will every bit as much as you are…so leave…me…alone.
– We were not put here by a Higher Power, we grew here just like a lump of mold on a loaf of bread. This whole business of a Higher Power is an ancient fairy tale devised by holy men in an age-gone-by so they could tell the peasants what to do, and I’ll not put up with your shenanigans. Leave me alone.
– We grew here like mold on bread, and now that the evolutionary process is complete, everyone needs to live their lives according to what I’ve decided. If they don’t, they’ll have to answer for it someday…to whom, I’m not sure. Still working on that.

The last of those four groups is the most delusional.

It seems to be the most prevalent. I’m entirely lost as to why this is. It seems logical to me that if we have a bunch of taboos that come from the notion a Supreme Intelligence placed us here, and in your mind you reject the notion of said Intelligence, therefore accepting the mold-on-bread axiom — the taboos fall away. They must. And there can be no taboos filling the void.

But in my forty years on the planet, I have yet to see an atheist sign on to the following: “Now that evolution has put us here, what do we do. Don’t ask me. You decide that for yourself, let nothing stand in your way, and respect no limits.”

Haven’t seen that once. Our secular people, the loudest among them especially — they all seem to have suspiciously long lists of things that are decent, and demand approval from all, and things that are not and do not.

In the animal kingdom, it’s perfectly alright for a lioness to chase down a zebra. But the human race is different. Nothing, no act of social interaction, no living object in humanity, can simply…be. There’s always something to be deplored. Or applauded. Usually deplored.

Claude Henri de Rouvroy, Comte de Saint-SimonPerhaps it started with the first man to codify the rules of socialism, mentioned in the article itself, Henri de Saint-Simon.

Saint-Simon envisaged the reorganization of society with an elite of philosophers, engineers and scientists leading a peaceful process of industrialization tamed by their “rational” Christian-Humanism. His advocacy of a “New Christianity” — a secular humanist religion to replace the defunct traditional religions — was to have scientists as priests. This priestly task was actually taken up by two of his followers — Barthelemy-Prosper Enfantin (1796-1864) and Saint-Amand Bazard (1791-1832) — who infected the whole movement with their bizarre mysticism and ritual.
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Although Saint-Simon was one of the first to identify the process of “industrialization” as it was happening in Europe, his concern with the laboring classes was more reserved, although noting the “unnaturalness” of unemployment. In general, Saint-Simon’s bourgeois elitism distinguished him from the later more “labor-orientated” socialist thinkers — notably those radicalized by the 1848 Revolution, such as Blanc and Proudhon. Indeed, Saint-Simon’s enthusiasm for the “spontaneous harmony” of the “organism” of industrial society has led some to claim that he was really a Classical Liberal in disguise. The famed Saint-Simonian critique on private property was due more to his followers (notably Enfantin) than himself. But Saint-Simon was clearly a dirigiste in economic policy matters.

That means, the government says what happens and what doesn’t happen. You got too much money, that other guy has none, you need to fork some over. Opposite of laissez-faire.

Secular-humanism…hostility to God. Man in charge of man. It leads to the men in charge, naturally, telling everyone else what to do. How could it not?

But if the promises were good, God’s Throne, once He was unseated from it, would remain empty. There would be no priestly scientists rushing in to fill the void. You ask a roomful of passionate atheists what it is they hate about religion, and nowadays the word that keeps bubbling up is “oppression.” And nobody ever seems to learn — socialism, in the eighteenth century as well as in the twenty-first, is all about oppression. That priest we just burned at the stake, he told you what to do because he said it was the word of God. I’m telling you what to do because it’s the word of ME.

I wish people demanded more out of their secular-humanists. We get rid of God so we don’t have anyone telling anybody else what to do…seems to me, if that’s the purpose, we ought to be coming up short in the “envisag[ing] the reorganization of society” department.

It never seems to work out that way. Always, it seems, there’s an entire layer of secularists pulling long cheat-sheets out of their pockets, covered with new rules for everyone top-to-bottom…pronouncing, “now that we got rid of that God guy, here are my ideas about how a society should function.” And of course if you don’t want to follow those rules, you should be forced to.

By whose authority?

This Is Good XXXIX

Sunday, May 20th, 2007

Ten Reasons I Didn’t Start a MySpace Account.

Yes, I have a blog, and I like to make fun of people who hate blogs, and at the same time I like to make fun of people with MySpace accounts.

Like Ralph Waldo Emerson said, consistency is the hobgoblin of simple minds. I notice the simple minds tend to whine a lot, why don’t you cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it. I think the blog is an idea whose time has come…for those of us who don’t want to be told what to think. I don’t like MySpace. That’s just things the way they are.

And I gotta say, #7 just really speaks to me.

Part of the beauty of most web pages lies in the fact that you can be listening to some of your own music while you consume them. This is not the case with MySpace profiles–no, you’re the victim of whatever whims of shitty music the user has chosen for you. Sure, you can turn it off, but that’s after the ten minute load time.

Amen, sing it.

Other things that are good:

You know the fellas have had too much to say about the wedding…when…well, take a look.

Calvin has a thought that makes more sense to us grown-ups than it should…

And, in response to one of my favorite movie jingles, Brian Boitano responds.

Q9: It’s brought to your attention that “South Park” creators Trey Parker and Matt Stone are really evil overlords from a distant planet posing as irreverent cartoonists. What do you do?

BRIAN BOITANO: Ask them to take me to their planet.

Next up, IT Jargon You Love To Hate:

“Unique, first of its kind, leading provider of, infinitely scalable, aligning business with IT, revolutionary, breakthrough and any use of the word leverage,” says Don Jennings, a PR professional with Lois Paul and Partners in Boston, who chimed in with some of his favorite jargon that vendors should never use in a press release.

Damn straight.

On the Man Code

Monday, April 30th, 2007

So in late January San Francisco was rocked by a scandal: The Mayor, Gavin Newsom, dorked his best friend’s wife. Here’s what piqued my interest. Name the issue: In San Francisco, things play differently than they do anywhere else. Name an issue that has something to do with men screwing women, or vice versa, or men screwing men or women screwing women. Something to do with fornicatin’. San Francisco becomes an even more different place.

And yet, every paragraph of this story, apart from city & person names, could have been applied to anywhere else. It comes down to this — the gals, single or married, say if the potholes are all filled what do I care about the Mayor’s personal life? It’s all good. And the guys say…wait, what?

Poked his buddy’s wife? That’s WRONG! It’s a betrayal of the man code!

But a funny thing happened after the headlines hit and the buzz began: Many women said they were ready to forgive and forget.

Not men, though. No way. Many said they would never trust Newsom again as long as they lived. Some were livid; many were incredulous. The difference? Apparently it is the Man Code, a set of rigid but unwritten boundaries over which no man may step. Break the Man Code, and you’re toast.

“It’s a huge betrayal,” sputtered Jason Mundstuk, 67, a business owner from Oakland who got upset just talking about it. “It’s big. It’s mythical.”

C’mon, you say, what is this, a TV beer commercial? Evidently not. These guys were dead serious. Make no mistake — having an affair with the wife of a trusted male colleague is an irrevocable Man Code violation.

“Hello?” wrote Mike Mulholland, 43, who grew up in the Bay Area before moving to San Diego County. “Newsom slept with his friend’s wife. What if he stole from a friend? Or tried to frame a friend? Would that also be nobody’s business?”

This clip makes pretty much the same point, offering the same evidence and drawing the same conclusions:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3E-7JcS1Jc

But this brings me to the meat of it. I was digesting all this information, and on a whim I did a Google on “Man Code.” There’s a lot of stupid crap out there with man codes. But I was surprised to see the longest “code,” was the one that made the most sense. Worth bookmarking. I’m a little wishy-washy on Nos. 7 and 14, and maybe No. 8 as well, but everything else on the list makes perfect sense. For the most part.

For those wondering, the subject of the beer commercial is covered in #12, and Mayor Newsom’s transgression is mostly addressed by…well, it’s not in there. Some things are just too hideous even for the Man Code.

L-O-S-E-R

Wednesday, April 25th, 2007

Well done, Michelle. The raw cheerleading talent…well, it could use some work. But you’ve captured what’s going on. Precisely.

Just take three steps back and look at the BIG picture. Socialism and eugenics…our liberals are in favor of taking control of matters that deal with those two. Nothing else. That is what stays consistent across issue after issue. Take charge of what the little people are allowed to make, take charge of what the little people are allowed to be. That’s it.

On all other issues the name of the left-wing game is to be passive. Passive, passive, passive…and there’s no limit to how evil you are if you want someone to take control of something. Someone breaks into your house. Someone steals your car. Someone runs around killing little kids. Radical Islamic whacko people want to kill us. Just toss around bromides and platitudes, sit back and let things happen.

Neutralizing bad guys? FUHGEDDABOWDIT. Whether it’s a terrorist blowing up a plane or a compulsive child-murderer who belongs on death row, there’s something about putting a bad guy down that makes liberals cringe. Nothing’s worth defending; nothing is worth it. The consistency is just amazing.

And they say the Republicans have absolutely nothing going for them in ’08. If that’s true under present circumstances, some Republican campaign advisors need to find another line of work. Defeat the left wing? Just force it to admit what it is. It’s the “Nothing Worth Defending” wing.

Credit TheSaloon.Net for the picture.

Update: It’s necessary to save this link from Monday and you’ll see why when you peek. To bottom-line it, Harry Reid does have a defense for his comment about the war being lost. He says his statement is fair because…hope you’re sitting down…he’s “stick[ing] with General Petreaus.” The war “cannot be won militarily,” Reid knows this because Petreaus said it. Yeah. Gen. Petreaus and Harry Reid are on one side of this thing, and President Bush is on the other side…all alone, I guess.

Just goes to show. When a donk tells you someone said something, the last thing the donk wants you to do is check things out. I notice that’s been pretty consistent, too.

Funny that Reid would call Bush a liar, when Reid himself is mischaracterizing Gen. Petraeus’ comments about military victory in Iraq so egregiously that it rises to the level of a despicable lie. Here’s a statement from General Petraeus that more accurately characterizes his position on Iraq (given during a US Armed Services Committee hearing on 1/23/2007):

It is, however, exceedingly difficult for the Iraqi government to come to grips with the toughest issues it must resolve while survival is the primary concern of so many in Iraq’s capital. For this reason, military action to improve security, while not wholly sufficient to solve Iraq’s problems, is certainly necessary. And that is why additional U.S. and Iraqi forces are moving to Baghdad.

And then there’s this exchange between Gen. Petraeus and Senator McCain during the same hearing:

SEN. MCCAIN: “Suppose we send you over to your new job, General, only we tell you that you can’t have any additional troops. Can you get your job done?”

GEN. PETRAEUS: “No, sir.”

Lying, in the same breath as calling others liars. Characterizing a war as having been lost when it has been anything but. Caught red-handed.

Just disgusting.

Neely’s Wet BBQ Ribs

Tuesday, April 24th, 2007

Ming The Merciless (not his real name) tipped me off to Neely’s barbeque sauce, of which I had not heard before just now. Found this recipe on the web, which I’d like to try sometime.

Fantastic Machine

Monday, April 23rd, 2007

What I Learned From Porn

Monday, April 23rd, 2007

My Car Can Do That

Sunday, April 15th, 2007

Your Wife Called

Sunday, April 15th, 2007

Qui-Gon Jinn: Worst Jedi Ever

Sunday, April 15th, 2007

Greenlit on FARK.

Update: Oh dear Lord. I dished out a snarky snippet about Obi-Wan being worse. You would have thought I’d slaughtered a Jedi temple chock-full of younglings or something.

It’s Tweak-A-Geek Sunday, I guess.

Yes, Screwed We Are

Sunday, April 15th, 2007

All you blogger guys stop bitching about Imus now, it’s Sunday.

Came across this when my son had a question about the Throne Room scene in Return of the Jedi. I don’t even remember what the question was or what I was trying to find. It’s a thread, in which a bunch of Star Wars geeks…like I am one to talk…take some of the most stale, awkward dialog from the old trilogy and give it a twist.

It’s funny about half of the time. Maybe less if your standards are higher, but still it’s pretty good considering it goes on for 117 pages.

Thirty Slutty Athletes

Thursday, April 12th, 2007

Slutty AthletesWell, the title pretty much says it all on this one. Watch it at work though, fellas; as you can tell from the doctored graphic, things aren’t quite safe. It’s a matter of individual interpretation.

There are a lot of dudes in here

I guess by-and-large, the ladies in the athletic competitions have been relatively well-mannered. Each one married to their respective chosen craft. An aspirin between the knees is the best contraceptive, and all that.

Nerd Crushes

Thursday, April 12th, 2007

Nerd CrushThis seems to be one of Maxim Magazine’s better lists. I agree with just about all the ladies in it, even the cartoon ones…just about. And the ones I don’t like, I can certainly see how someone else would.

Raquel Welch’s daughter from Coccoon isn’t in there anywhere though…neither is Princess Ardala. Other than that and a few Star Trek guest stars, maybe a Bond babe or two, it looks pretty complete. Oh…and it’s also missing Daisy Duke. And Velma Dinkley.

Gee now that I think about it some more, it’s got more holes than swiss cheese. Hey — does this mean I’m cool?

I’m Not In It

Thursday, April 12th, 2007

You just keep your opinion to yourself now.

Dealing With Telemarketers

Wednesday, April 11th, 2007

Yes, we live in a world that has telemarketers in it. That’s a problem. Sometimes we need a reminder that there’s more than one way to deal with any given problem.

Don’t try this at home, after all they’re just trying to make a living too. But enjoy. Some language may be .

Buck’s V-Strom

Wednesday, April 11th, 2007

V-StromKeep an eye on my blogger friend Buck in the days ahead. Lucky bastard is living out the fantasy we all have.

I’ll be on the two wheels soon. I’m really super-serious about it this time. This year, or maybe worst-case scenario sometime next year. I really want something with four cylinders, which isn’t in style right now. Trying to find a way to capitalize on that. The VMAX looks really nice, but lately I discovered BMWs aren’t nearly as pricey as I thought. I’ve always loved the sound of a BMW engine, and the customers seem very pleased. I’ve got time to make up my mind.

Meanwhile, Buck takes delivery today or tomorrow, he said.

Things Computers Can Do in Movies

Wednesday, April 11th, 2007

Quite a few things, actually.

14. You may bypass “PERMISSION DENIED” message by using the “OVERRIDE” function. (See “Demolition Man”.)
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20. Computers can interface with any other computer regardless of the manufacturer or galaxy where it originated. (See “Independence Day”.)
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27. Searches on the internet will always return what you are looking for no matter how vague your keywords are. (See “Mission Impossible”, Tom Cruise searches with keywords like “file” and “computer” and 3 results are returned.)

They should have said something about the people. If you are a bad guy with plans for world domination, or are just super-secretive and suspicious by nature, or are hiding a deep dark terrible secret, your home computer password is always…one word. Someone’s given name. And whoever belongs to that name, you’ve got a picture of them on the desk right next to the computer, or a momento of that person hanging prominently on the wall.

And if you’ve been working with computers for awhile, you can “crack a 128-bit encryption envelope” by thinking really hard. Also, if you’re that clever with the computers, you can only engage in competent hand-to-hand combat, pistol marksmanship, and look really sexy if you are female. If you’re a dude you have to look like you haven’t showered since the sixth grade, you must wear glasses, and you leave that cool athletic stuff to some other dude who in turn gets to sleep with all the women. Oh and Mister Gorgeous, wherever the computer is not concerned, always knows exactly what to do. He just needs you to get that envelope cracked.

This Is Good XXXVIII

Tuesday, April 10th, 2007

Via Miss Cellania. Thanks, Miss C!

(Pull pin, toss when no one’s looking, stick hands in pockets, whistle, walk away…)

Bouncing Boobs

Friday, April 6th, 2007

Just something fun.

Bellingham Roller Betties

Thursday, April 5th, 2007

This is from the town from whence I came. The town up in which I grew.

I know there’s something wrong with the place. I can tell by the way this “Chaos Theory” lady uses the word “womyn.” It’s weird. It’s almost like one syllable. I haven’t heard the word “womyn” pronounced that way since…well, since the last time I lived in Bellingham. Twenty years ago. “Womyn.” You just know this doesn’t have anything to do with persons of the female variant who have reached majority age…”women.” Nothing to do with that. It’s a cultural thing. Womyn, womyn, womyn…I wanna spend all my waking hours up to my hairy armpits in things that have to do with womyn.

Perhaps I’d be more tolerant of what we call “feminism” if I didn’t come from Bellingham. I understand feminism is supposed to have something to do with equal rights for female people, and you know, it seems to me there ought not be anything hostile about that. And I’m sure there ought not be. But trust me on this, I’ve seen my share of hostility cloaked by that word. Most of it in good ol’ Bellingham.

But hey, if they get fun out of this and they’re not hurting anyone, more power to ’em. Can’t help but think they’d like to hurt someone though. They do have that look.

Bond, According to Freud

Wednesday, April 4th, 2007

What would Sigmund Freud have to say about James Bond? More than you might think, it turns out.

Dave Chappelle on Superheroes

Wednesday, April 4th, 2007

It’s clean. And funny, too.

Brains of Men and Women

Tuesday, April 3rd, 2007

Ten key differences.

Cool Skydiving

Wednesday, March 28th, 2007

Wow, did I just see what I think I just saw?

Calvin’s Snowmen of Doom

Saturday, March 24th, 2007

…brought to life.

How They Went

Wednesday, March 21st, 2007

Could be nothing more than rumor-mongering.

But as the story goes, George Washington left us not because of a bad case of pneumonia brought on by riding around too long at too advanced an age during too harsh of a winter…but because he jumped out his paramour’s second-story window when the hubby came home.

And FDR expired during a BJ.

Draw your own conclusions.